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Done! Bother it! You'll be expecting me to do my own proof reading next!

We freed him from the sarcophagus, and worked our way back to the room ringed with coloured lanterns. As we marched towards the entrance way, there was a grinding noise from behind us, as the stone chamber rose once more from beneath the yellow lantern. The door slid open, and the warrior from...

Above the shaft of light lay a small white-walled chamber. In the centre of the room lay a white sarcophagus, identical to the one downstairs in all except colour and the intact finger on the left hand. On the wall to the sarcophagus’ foot was a picture of a wind-duke and a demon, the demon...

More ineffectual arrows bounced off the armoured auran; made to look all the more feeble by the efforts of Morgan’s weasel familiar, which stood over the body of its fallen master, and bit savagely at the wind-warrior, before leaping in misery into the 40 foot pit. At this same moment, the...

Oh, for pity's sakes. I'm going back to writing using real names and then search/replacing...

D'oh! Flynn. I'll go change it...

Yeah. I'll post the rest in a little while. Just need to finish off where we got to. As to the General thing; possibly. I have to admit that I didn't write down her rank, just her name during the session, but putting a large female woman/spider/wolf/wolf/demon and 'Queen of Chaos' from a box...

Yay! I shall sing and play, and people can give me money for making their town a more aggreable place! (Read: begging for money, only with tunes)

Our tour of the galleries complete, Flynn was the first to step onto one of the bridges to the central platform. Silently, two armoured forms descended from the ceiling, floating in mid-air in the tall pillar of air and light. Swords held in gauntlets, the armour appeared to be empty; long...

We rose the next morning, and spent over an hour dashing from shop to shop selling items and spending our ill-gotten gains. We each bought those items we thought were the most important; armour for Torvig, Niccoli and Flynn, a new disguise kit and superb lute were my priorities. Pleased with...

...yeah, like that's going to happen... Can I query 2 options from 'Complete Adventurer'? 1. Masterwork Instruments. The splat book gives special effects for each of the relatively common instruments when you buy them at masterwork quality. For the Lute I just bought, it would increase my...

No. The book's all yours, mate. None of the rest of us are going to touch it... But make a play for more money for scribing things in a bit when we've actually got more than 2 copper pieces to rub together... And I appreciate you taking Craft Wondrous item, but are you going to be able to make...

We could flog the lot at the moment and come up with about enough money to let you scribe 3 spell levels into your book, I reckon. That might not, therefore, be all that popular with some in the party! (The most valuable item we have in the bag is... well, it's that spellbook you're never...

With Al scribing scrolls and me (probably at lvl 6) and Steve both having Craft Magic Item feats, there's likely to be a bit of a demand for downtime, anyway...

Did I? Damn. I kind of had to for my dialogue, but never mind. Believe me, I've been kicking myself that I didn't disguise myself as Smenck and just wander up the stairs...

Story's updated!

Cool. So I need a 10. 20 if they have to bring their own pitchforks.

Over the next few minutes, our captive told us that he had been summoned from Greyhawk by ‘Balabar’ (confirming our suspicion that the ‘S’ on the letter Morgan had found below was indeed Balamar Smenck the mine-owner), to help investigate a mine which Smenck had described as being crawling with...

The rotting head on the platter opened one eye, the other orb twitched to reveal a small dessicated lump of gristle. The distended purple tongue twitched, and blackened teeth chewed upon it as it yelled out “INTRUDERS!” at deafening volume. We froze. Most of us froze, anyway. Morgan dashed...

The entire floor above was converted into a massive bedchamber, with further stairs leading up on the far wall. The huge bed, larger and softer-looking than anything any of us had seen before, lay on a raised dais. The room was presided over by a life-sized stone statue of a man, lute and rapier...